I knew I hadn't blogged in a while, but I never thought it had been three years. So much has happened. I think I got tired of blogging because so many blogs only show the "good side" of life. But life isn't always perfect. Sometimes it is ugly and hard. I also found myself blogging to keep up with the cool crowd - joining in with similar posts and trying to keep up.
I know I have said this before but I really didn't start blogging to be part of the cool crowd. I have always loved to write and keep journals and felt blogging was a great way to keep track of life - with pictures - while not having to scrapbook.
So here I am back at it.
And I am trying to get back on track - in life in general.
Last year was hard - really hard. My mother was diagnosed with cancer. My parents don't live near me - they are 9 hours away. It was hard not to be there to help on a regular basis. I was there for her surgery and every few weeks after that. But it was unbearably hard not to be there more often. She had several months of chemo and as of today is doing really well.
But also during that time my job got out of control. I always have complained about the really long hours I worked but last summer hit an all time high. I found myself working 7 days a week, 65+ hours a week. I get paid for 35 hours a week. I nearly had a nervous breakdown. Seriously - I don't think anyone knew the deep, darkness I felt I was in. I regularly cried on my way to and from work. I felt like all I did was work, eat (way too much) and sleep. I was still working out with a trainer 2 nights a week but I was eating everything in sight and my weight slowly crept up. In March of this year I stopped working out. My knees and joints ached - probably from the extra weight, sitting too much and the crappy food I was eating. Inflammation is not just the buzz word of the season; it is debilitating.
Earlier this spring I finally said to my boss - This has to stop! While I have said this before and he recognized there was a problem at work, this time I pushed, and pushed, and pushed back some more. While I did not threaten to leave I think he realized that is where I was headed.
Long story short there is light at the end of the tunnel. I work for a nonprofit. I am the controller for a large statewide program that funds 14 other programs across the state. I do the accounting, grant writing/management, payroll, HR and admin for my organization but also another program we fund. Their accounting has gotten more challenging and time consuming as they have diversified their funding. They are in the process of hiring their own controller. This means my workload will only be for the main nonprofit I work for. So maybe for the first time in 8 years I will have a normal workload and somewhat normal hours.
I am giddy! Seriously giddy. I am also looking at it as an opportunity to take back my life - in lots of ways. If you have never been overwhelmed with life - like really overwhelmed on a daily basis - you might not understand where I am coming from. I know lots of people work long hours. But I had gotten to the point where I was drowning - barely holding my head above water. And it affected every aspect of my life. I became disorganized - at work, at home, in everything I was doing. My house is a mess. If you came to my house you wouldn't see that because the 'public' parts of my house are neat and clean. But our bedroom and my craftroom are cluttered. A cluttered bedroom is not a good thing. I am not sleeping well. Either I wake up at 3 am wide awake thinking about what needs to be done or I am in a deep, disturbed sleep from which I wake up feeling groggy - almost like a hangover. I am eating really crappy - really crappy. I can't focus. It is a vicious, ugly circle.
So my goals are to slowly take back my life not waiting until the change at work is complete. I started getting up earlier a few weeks ago and working out on my own. Slowly getting back to lifting weights and yoga and stretches.
I have been doing some research since last fall about eating better and looking into a vegetarian way of eating. I have read a lot about it. Books by Dr. Furhman (Eat to Live), Rip Esstelyn (Engine 2), Dr. McDougal, and more. The science behind it all is so sound and makes so much sense. I have gone weeks eating this way and feel great - fog lifted. But then stress gets the best of me and I slip back into old habits. My old habits include binge eating and sneak eating. My husband - who has always been supportive - says he never sees me overeat. Yep - because I am a sneak eater. Have been since I was a kid. My sister and I both were. I was a terribly skinny kid. My mother was always trying to lose weight - despite not really being overweight. When she went on a diet the whole family did. My sister and I would sneak snacks. This got easier to do when we were older and could drive. And while this never caught up with me and made me gain weight as a teen and young adult, it did in my 30s.
So today I start my journey again to eating healthier and taking my life back. I say this as I sit at work taking a short break. Yep on a Sunday; after working 9 hours yesterday. But I still feel like I am on the way to making changes. Yesterday I ate goldfish crackers and almonds for lunch. This morning as I was leaving for work I threw frozen veggies and brown rice into a container for lunch. Progress!
I plan to blog more. No set schedule. Not joining in with the cool kids posts. I want to journal my progress, my crafting, my gardening...just regular life...just for me. And sometimes it will be ugly. But it will be real. And hopefully it will help me to see patterns, and progress towards a better, healthier life. And maybe it will help someone else. Maybe they can see that life is flawed and hard but there are ways to get past it and still move forward.